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The Bookworms
(1759-1796 / Ayrshire / Scotland)

The Bookworms

Poem By Robert Burns

THROUGH and through th' inspir'd leaves,
Ye maggots, make your windings;
But O respect his lordship's taste,
And spare his golden bindings.

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